My Views on Death

Views on my death I need to say that if you really want to understand my view of death, you must understand my source. So, I will walk the way of my life. It is painful and full of sorrow, but it is all true. Long ago, I was longer than I remember now. His name is Stephen, he must be about 4 years old. He lives with my aunt and her family. Sometimes he will live on the table, they usually hold religious ceremonies.

My second view of death is close today. I attended the cremation service of my friend Dorothy Cooper. When she was in her 70s, she was a single woman who did not announce news tonight. Indeed, Dorothy died after several months of illness (many people), improvised hospitalizations and slow deterioration were anticipated, and was not statistically significant. She continues "long" slip for a while. In a small church in my hometown, its worship itself is very typical - a song, a prayer of the Lord, plenty of white hair. Then, after listening to three simple messages about Dorothy's life (a very favorite friend, a deeply loved aunt and a scrabble queen), the Minister says something to you to thank you for everything you did I gave it the time. . Wow, no doubt, I know that Dorothy's life is more abundant When I sit and laugh, I get a little emotion, I get lost in my memory, I Some of the things conflict.

I recall my 88-year old aunt (well, my husband's aunt - my so-called aunt) and think of a more traditional concept of death and a view of modern atheistic death with the transition to the world . I think this will cause unnecessary conflict in my aunt's idea. I insist that her soul does not exist, but it is a new feature of the brain. When we die, we have nothing to do with physical death and decomposition. This is not for her. This is beyond her realism